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5 months later
“Why haven’t they come yet? What’s taking them so long?” Yoongi complained, the alpha fretting over his mate.
Jimin shooed his hands away, getting slightly annoyed by Yoongi. He ignores the older, since their doctor, Namjoon, had already told them why their baby hasn’t tried to come out yet. They simply weren’t ready, and it’s normal for a baby to be a day or two late.
Their baby was only a day late.
Jimin was supposed to go into labor yesterday, but that didn’t happen. Yoongi has been freaking out ever since, hardly sleeping last night.
“Babe, calm down. You heard what Joonie said. Now, stop worrying and please go get my hot cheetos.” Jimin said calmly, reaching for the tv remote to resume his drama.
Yoongi sighs, and goes into the kitchen to get the requested chips. He pulls the family sized bag out of the pantry, then hears a shout, “And my cheese!”
“Got it!” Yoongi replies, taking the dip out of the fridge to heat in the microwave, knowing Jimin will have his head if the cheese wasn’t warm.
He’s worried to say the least. His baby hasn’t come yet. They were due yesterday, for crying out loud! The wolf in his head keeps howling, and whining, it's frustrating Yoongi. He trusts Jimin and Namjoon when they say it’s fine, but Yoongi is still iffy. He just wants to meet his baby.
The beeping of the microwave brings him out of his thoughts, and Yoongi takes the small bowl out. Walking into the living room, he gives the items to Jimin who accepts them happily, and kisses the alpha’s cheek. He takes a seat next to the younger.
“You’re the best babe. Want some?” Jimin offers, holding the bag out.
“No, thanks. What are we watching?” Yoongi asks instead, putting his arm around Jimin’s shoulders, his other hand rubbing Jimin’s pregnant belly.
“Itaewon Class. It’s new, the first few episodes are already out.” Jimin briefly explains, dunking about 5 chips in the cheese, stuffing them in his mouth.
The couple were quiet, watching the show, and chuckling at the funny bits. It was about 30 minutes into the episode, when Jimin didn’t feel right. He frowned and rubbed his stomach. He didn’t eat much of his snack, so it can’t be that. He just drank a bit of water too.
“Hey, babe. I’m not feeling too good. Can you help me to the bed? I think I need to lie down.” Jimin said, already trying to get up.
“Yeah, here grab my hand.” Yoongi said worriedly. He helps Jimin to stand, and almost jumps out his skin when the omega lets out a pained shout. “Jimin? Jimin! What’s wrong?!”
Jimin holds his stomach, almost doubled over in pain. He struggled to speak, “W-wet. Hos-hospital n-now.” He starts waddling towards the door, foregoing shoes or even pants. He had only been lounging in a sweater.
“Baby, what-” Yoongi started, but saw what the omega meant. There was a blood stain on his underwear, steadily growing bigger. Yoongi sprung into action, picking Jimin up to take him to the car.
“It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you. I think peanut is ready to come, yeah?”
“Y-yeah. Hurts, Yoonie.” Jimin sobs into his neck, rubbing his nose over Yoongi’s scent gland, the husky, minty scent calming him.
“I know baby, I know. We’ll be there soon, okay? Everything is okay. Peanut is okay, you’re okay, and I’m okay. We’re gonna have a baby, yeah? We get to meet them soon.”
“S-soon.”
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This labor had been longer than Taehyung’s, pushing on 13 hours. As soon as they had arrived at the hospital, Namjoon immediately got to work since he saw them walk in (he was talking to the receptionist about a patient). Yoongi called Jungkook, telling him what he needed from the house since they left in a hurry. Jungkook and Taehyung left their baby with a close friend, not wanting to bring her where she would be bored.
Yoongi was tired from the long hours, but he was so, so happy. Their pup was finally here. Yoongi could finally hold him, and kiss him, tell him how much he loves his son.
His son, Min Jihyun.
He watched as Taehyung carefully took the pup from a very tired Jimin, cradling him with expertise. Him and Jungkook quietly cooed over the small bundle as Yoongi made his way to his mate.
“You okay?” Yoongi asks quietly, petting Jimin’s dark brown hair.
The omega nods, and smiles small, “Just tired. Falling asleep.”
“I’ll tell the nurse to bring in the bed, so we could sleep with no problems.” Yoongi kisses his forehead, tells the other two, and leaves the room.
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He comes back to the room 15 minutes later, only seeing Jimin with their pup lying on his naked chest (he read somewhere that skin-to-skin contact is important), and on the cusp of sleep. He wheels in the small hospital crib, placing it beside Jimin. He carefully picks up Jihyun, placing him in the crib, and covering him with the blankets.
Yoongi dimmed the lights and climbed into bed with Jimin. It was a tight fit, but they made it work. Jimin’s back was pressed to Yoongi’s front.
“Hey… we did it.” Jimin whispers, peering over into the crib to watch their pup sleep.
“Yeah. Mainly you, though. You did so good. He’s beautiful.” Yoongi kisses the omega’s shoulder.
“He is. And he’s ours, can you believe it?”
“This feels so surreal, but it’s here in front of my face. He’s ours. We have a pup.”
“Yeah… our pup. Yoongi?”
“Yes, baby?”
“Let’s have another.”
Yoongi sighs deeply. “Go to sleep, Jimin.”